Bushwhacking and that's no euphemism I got offered to go on a "Bushwalk" with a friend from work and his family, I'll be honest I did think I would make up some fantastic excuse on the day or the day before and decline but then the thought of being out and donning some fitnees gear took over, so I agreed. I should have thought something was off when I asked him if I'd be back in time for pilates at 5pm (yes get me I'm an avid pilates go-er now, I'll write about that on another post. He assured me we would "Probably be back for 5" We agreed that we would meet in Tharwa car park as from there in there's no signal and lets be honest I would have got lost if I hadn't follwed him. I'll set the scene, I wake up at stoopid O'Clock and it's -4 degrees, Still ever hopeful that as I live in Australia it will indeed be at least 26 degrees later in the day. (Nearly 7 years of living here and I'm still not used to the freezing win...